The Possibility of a Mr. Darcy

"My bride is here," he said, again drawing me to him, "because my equal is here, and my likeness. Jane, will you marry me?" "...Am I a liar in your eyes?" he asked, passionately. "Little sceptic, you shall be convinced. What love have I for Miss Ingram? None: and that you know. What love has... Continue Reading →

Know God, Know Identity

It's like an issue. A girl issue. A "who I am" issue. I never really thought about it too much up until I turned 13. I started to take less pictures and cut myself out of videos. I didn't like my voice, my hair. I wanted to be someone else. It was an identity issue.... Continue Reading →

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